They pulled apart and he pecked her lips again with a contented sigh, “Forgive me, I’d been holding myself back the whole day, but temptation won out.”
“I un–understand. Th–that's ok,” she stuttered as real tears waited to emerge.
“Until next time. I’m sure you’ll make the right choice.”
“Me too.”
Outside the car, her nails dug into her palms in a painful pinch, and she waved goodbye–watching until his car rounded the corner before going inside. Putting on the fakest smile she could manage, she approached the counter and greeted Lilla.
“Oh, you’re back! Did you have a nice time?”
“Yeah, it was great hanging out with Matteo. Unfortunately, something I ate did not agree with me, so we left a little earlier.”
“That sucks. Are you going home now?”
“Yes, I’m sorry to spring this on you.”
“Girl, it is not a problem. Rest up and I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
Enora gave her a genuine smile this time, “Thanks. You’re the best Lilla.”